SSSZZZZZ

Jaemin flipped the patty over and pushed the oil around with a spatula.

Szzzzzzzz

Mark rejoined him after speaking with the culinary teacher. He noticed they were running low on oil so he grabbed the bottle and poured more on the stovetop.

"Sorry to leave you alone Jae hope we didn't get to many requests for a burger."

"Not to many hyung, it's okay. What were you talking about with the teacher anyway?"

"We were talking about organizing a special valentine's day breakfast here."

"But it's still January."

"Plan ahead I guess."

Jaemin shrugged, he didn't really care, it's not like he had anyone to take to the breakfast on valentines day anyway.

Mark glanced over at him while he was prepping a gluten free order. "How are you feeling? You know you're always welcome back into the group if you want to."

"I'm doing okay. I'm glad I finally see how big an ass Jackson was, I just feel bad that I was so stupid to not see it earlier. And I still feel bad about treating you like shit. You know I'll do anything to make it up to you right hyung?"

"Well, if you'll do anything you could always start by throwing out the food scrapes for me." Mark pulled the food scrap bucket out from under the table with a teasing smile.

Jaemin smiled with relief, "Okay, I'll take out the trash because your lazy ass can't do it." Jaemin's smile didn't fade as he dragged the heavy bucket out the back door. He knew from that comment that Mark had fully forgiven him.

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Jeno sighed in content and sat back in his seat. He had just finished the hardest challenge problem his physics teacher had assigned to him.

Grrrrrrr

He looked down and softly rubbed a warm hand up and down his tummy. Because of stress, he had recentley been getting indigestion issues.

"Teacher?" He raised his hand and felt his heart skip a beat when the class immediately looked over at him despite the fact that he only spoke to the teacher. Why do they always do that it's literally so embarrassing?

"What is it Jeno?"

"Could I go use the restroom?"

"Be quick."

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"Oh come on baby why won't you give me your number?"

"Jackson you literally gave my friend your number and when she wouldn't let you feel her boob you spit on her and called her a slut!"

"What if I play hangman and your number is the answer so I'll have to guess it?"

"That's not how hangman works you dumb shi-"

"Sssshhhhh!"

What class was Jackson currently in? His guess was as good as yours but all he could tell you was that he was way off his game ever since Jaemin yelled at him. It was the first time one of his little lambs ever rejected him first and it hurt his tough boy pride to say the least.

The teacher looked over to the back of the room to where Jackson was currently sitting on top of a girls desk. The teacher was someone who Jackson had made out with many times before in exchange for As, she was fine with him not paying attention she just got jealous when his attention was on another girl.

"Jackson just go for a walk and come back when you've calmed down."

"Whatever you say baby."

Jackson slid off the desk of the girl who was all too relieved to have him off her case. He sauntered out into the hallway where he immediately deflated. The hallways were empty so there was no one to maintain his image for. Even a guy as tough as Jackson had to admit being rejected for the first time was starting to change his outlook on life, what if he wasn't as handsome as he thought he was?

Just when Jackson really was about to let his day get ruined he saw the perfect thing (or the perfect one) to make his day better. Out of all the little lambs he had captured over the years what were the odds he would run into this one?

His favorite lamb.

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Jeno walked along the hallways occasionally putting his hand up against the lockers to support him. His stomach was really bothering him. He rounded the corner and there it was, the bathroom! Jeno heaved a sigh of relief and started to quicken his pace toward it. Right when he was about to enter he felt strong arms roughly slam him into the wall.

"Hello there little ex."

Jeno looked up and was met with the predatory eyes of his least favorite person in the world. The second he made eye contact with him he looked down again out of fear.

"And who exactly gave you permission to wear a sweater that unfairly cute? It's like your asking for it."

"S-stop." Jeno whimpered, he could already feel the tears building up behind the eyelids that he had shut tight.

"Stop what? This?"

Jackson slid a hand up Jeno's sweater to feel his chest through the thin material of the shirt he had on underneath. Jeno shivered at the softness of his hands, considering what a monster those hands belonged to.

"Go away."

Jeno now had tears slipping past his shut eyes, Jackson had to admit it was a turn on.

"No I think I'll keep going thanks."

With one hand Jacskson continued to feel Jeno's chest while with the other he harshly gripped Jeno's shoulder to keep him in place.

"J-J-Ja"

Swish! Splat! Bam!

The putrid smell of rotten food hit Jeno's nose. He opened his eyes and gasped when he saw Jackson covered in what looked like rotten food. Jackson, out of surprise from the sneak attack, had released his tight grip on Jeno. But Jeno made no move to run, he just stood there in shock while Jackson tried to wipe the disgusting fluid off his body.

He looked to the left of Jackson and burst out into tears at what he saw. It was Jaemin, with an empty bucket in his hands looking angrier than Jeno or Jackson had ever seen him before.

"I thought I told you to stop bothering people." Jaemin pushed Jackson away from Jeno.

Just when it looked like Jaemin was about to fight Jackson he instead quickly turned around and grabbed onto Jeno's wrist dragging him away from a very confused (and very dirty) Jackson.

The two boys ran straight out of the school and to the nearest cafe laughing their asses off the whole way. Jaemin didn't release his tight grip on Jeno's wrist until they were inside the cafe.

"Do you want anything?" Jaemin asked.

"I didn't bring any money." Jeno replied.

"Don't worry it's my treat."

Jeno sipped his hot chocolate happily while Jaemin just sat there feeling awkward.

"Black decaf double shots for Na Jinmin?"

"They always get my name wrong." Jaemin grumbled before going up and taking his order.

He went to sit back down. Jeno looked up at him from his drink to give him a small smile.

"How's your hot chocolate?"

"Really good! I can't remember the last time I had one!" Jeno had a milk mustache from the drink but Jaemin said nothing because it made him look cute.

"Jeno..." Jaemin started slowly,

"Hmh?" Jeno said without looking up,

"I'm sorry I was cold to you, you never deserved that. I was only doing it because of a stupid rumor that was obviously ridiculous."

Jeno set down his now empty drink on the table and looked Jaemin in the eye. "I forgive you Jaemin, we all do stupid things to try to fit in."

Jaemin sighed in relief, "So ...friends?" He asked uncertainly.

"Friends." Jeno said confidently, and Jaemin swore he never smiled wider then he did that day.

A/n: Let the Nomin begin